"What I want is not a benefit, but your further advancement. Besides, once you become a Saint, just giving me a hundred jin of blood would make me earn a hundred times more, wouldn't it?"
Great Mage Xuandu was left speechless.
He began to see Yu Linglong in a new light.
Linglong maybe wasn't blind after all.
Though Old Devil Ji often did not behave like a common person, he was truly generous towards his own people.
"Changsheng, before you give me these things, shouldn't you ask for others' opinions?"
Ji Changsheng was puzzled: "Why should I ask others' opinions about the things I found?"
Great Mage Xuandu explained: "Over the years, many people have thought that as the first generation ancestor, I actually did not contribute much to the Human race. If you give these opportunities to become a Saint to me, those people might have opinions about you."
Ji Changsheng laughed: "Your existence itself is of great significance to the Human race, there is no need for so much nonsense."
